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"Listen BUDDY, if you don't shut the FUCK up and fork over those cupcakes, I'm gonna shove my bionic foot so far up your ass you'll be tastin' metal for WEEKS—!"
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The sound of grating metal slowly filled dripping the silence of the old, abandoned hospital. It was on the outskirts of the city, away from the worst of the squatters and addicts holing up in the damp, moldy building. The buildings closest to the city center always got stripped first; their darkened halls ravaged by vandals and thieves, leaving a shattered mess for the homeless to inhabit.
This one had been a schlep to get to, but most scrappers hadn't found it yet. Eden was proactive, always scouting out foreclosures and city purchases. She knew she couldn't just swoop in the same day an office or other commercial building closed. Security would stay tight for a couple months at least, but eventually, as with all things, such buildings would be forgotten.
So there she was, perched on a rig of scaffolding, working away with a portable angle grinder. Pulling copper pipes and electrical wiring out from the generic, once-clinical hospital walls. Scrapping was a newer hobby of hers, one that's quickly proving rather lucrative in terms of selling the metal and keeping some for her own uses. Compared to pickpocketing, it was far more...passive, in an odd sense. She still had to stay vigilant of course. It was a large complex, and she wasn't alone there. The hospital may be less inhabited than inner-city abandonments, but it wasn't entirely void of low lives, either.
She'd spent the last fifteen minutes lowly cursing to herself as she hacked at an old, particularly stubborn HVAC pipe. It was on the larger size, and she'd been hoping to yank most of it free with minimal cutting required.
"Oh, you sonofabitch, you're gettin' outta this motherfuckin' wall whether you like it or not!" The pink-haired girl growled, tossing her tools aside to hook an ankle around one of the junctures in the pipe. "Fuck it, what the hell?" with that, she yanked. The mechanics in her legs whirring with the strain as she used the enhanced strength to wrench the piping free. A crumbling, cloud of drywall dust follows, and the large piece of plumbing falls to the ground with a clang and a whoop from Eden. "HA. I can't believe that actually worked!" She snorts, picking up the hunk of copper to add to the rest of her stash.
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Does sabotaging yourself give you an odd sense of comfort?
"Self-sabotage is pretty much all I know how to do. Dunno if it's comforting, but I feel like I deserve it."
To add on to this, Eden's brand of self-sabotage comes almost exclusively in the relationship department. She's a perfectionist with her mechanical skills, never likes to fail at that. But human connections? That's a minefield. She grew up without anyone who cared about her well-being, so she assumes everyone who's ever been nice to her has to have some sort of ulterior motive.
Part of her feels like she'll never be anything but a psychotic, anger-driven killer. "They made me this way, and it's all I know how to be." kinda thing. Because of this, she thinks she doesn't deserve to be treated with kindness, to have the same relationships afforded to everyone else.
Are you ever afraid of people knowing who you really are?
"What, you mean that I'm an unhinged mad genius with badass fighting skills? Nah, no way!" She snorts, giggling at her own description. A moment or two, and her expression shifts. More somber, serious.
"But uh...to tell ya the truth, I guess there are a lotta things I'm afraid of showing people. Worried I'll lose everyone if they knew just how fucked in the head I am."
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What’s your favorite strategy for avoiding tough situations?
How often do you do things just for the attention?
Would you prefer to be manipulated or to be the manipulator?
What is something someone always tells you to do more of?
What is something someone always tells you to do less of?
Who do you look to blame when things go wrong?
What is the one thing people assume about you that you wish was true?
What is the one thing people assume about you that you wish wasn’t true?
When was the last time you lied to protect your image?
How often do you put on a happy face when you’re really not feeling it?
When do you think you began putting your guard up so much?
Who made you feel most anxious when you were a kid?
How do you speak about others when they’re not around?
What aspect of your life are you most delusional about?
How often do your admit you were wrong?
Which one of your biggest flaws do you like to rationalize the most?
Is it your fear of commitment or your fear of intimacy that makes you shut down more?
At what stage of a relationship are you most likely to withdraw emotionally?
What is the one compliment you always get that you’re too embarrassed to accept, so you deflect it?
What would someone say is your worst habit?
What is the one insecurity you are pretty sure has some basis in reality?
When was the last time you felt really insecure about the parts of yourself you pretend don’t exist?
What is the most interesting white lie you’ve told?
Do you ever feel like an imposter?
Do your friends know how competitive you are?
What’s the hardest thing about being rejected?
How do you deal when you know you’re being irrationally jealous?
How do you deal when you know someone’s not willing to give you what you want?
Are you ever afraid of people knowing who you really are?
If you went to a therapist today, what would they say is holding you back the most?
When was the last time you lowered your standards just to get someone else’s approval?
Is your need for revenge greater than your need for peace?
Have you stopped trying to control things yet?
Which parts of yourself do you still seek validation for?
How do you cope with being unfairly ignored?
Do you like punishing yourself for things that are out of your control?
What does someone say is your biggest problem when communicating?
Are you okay with not knowing what happens next?
Will you ever feel okay with being imperfect?
Does sabotaging yourself give you an odd sense of comfort?
How do you feel about being disliked by some people?
What’s the strangest thing you’ve done just to avoid failure?
What is the biggest risk you’ve taken just to prove yourself?
What’s the boldest thing you do every day, just to feel like you’re still in control?
What accusation would you defend yourself most fiercely against, even though you know it’s true?
What’s the most toxic thing about yourself you actually kind of secretly like?
How much do you enjoy being in control?
When do you give yourself permission to lose control?
What guilty pleasure are you currently justifying to yourself?
What is the most passive-aggressive way you’ve dealt with your rage?
What is the pettiest and most immature way you’ve avoided losing face?
What’s the worst habit you have that rewards you the most?
How do you get your needs met when you’re alone?
What is the most ridiculous thing you’ve done to please people?
What is the most ridiculous way you’ve rebelled?
What’s your favorite way to channel your aggression?
How do you cope with being betrayed?
Are you okay with disliking someone?
What is your favorite form of self-destruction?
What’s the one thing you struggle most to manifest in your life?
What’s the one thing that you manifest so easily, people are jealous of it?
What’s the most irrational reason you’ve ever had for disliking someone?
What is one fear that you’d be ashamed of your friends knowing about?
Which one of your deepest secrets do you think is the least common?
How do people normally find out you hate them?
What is your go-to strategy to deflect criticism, even constructive criticism?
What is one thing people always get wrong about you?
What emotion motivates you the most when you’re down?
What emotion makes you want to give up?
Are people shocked when you stand up for yourself?
How often do you say yes to the things you really want to say yes to?
How often do you say no to the things that make your skin crawl?
How far are you willing to go to maintain a relationship, even an unhealthy one?
What is the worst way someone’s ever abandoned you?
What is the worst way you’ve ever abandoned yourself?
How do you entertain yourself when you’re not around people?
Are you happier alone because you enjoy being alone or because you prefer it to being surrounded by horrible people?
What habit do you know you could quit but don’t want to?
What is your favorite strategy for avoiding difficult people?
What is your favorite strategy for avoiding conflict?
What is the weirdest thing that gets you angry?
What is the weirdest thing that makes you sad?
How often do you take responsibility for other people’s crappy behavior?
When are you most likely to shut people out?
Which insecurity would shock people if they knew about it?
What do you find yourself justifying to people, even when no justification is needed?
When was the last time you tried to please someone who made you angry?
What do people often tell you need to focus more on?
What do people often tell you need to focus less on?
What is the one thing that could make you happy, but you refuse to do it because you’re afraid of what others would think?
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No one:
Eden: I can snap a man's neck with just my thighs
Absolutely no one:
Eden: I've done it three times
You pull me by my hair So I don't go nowhere Tell me you love me But you treat me like I'm never there You say the cruelest words and—yes—they break my heart 'Cause, I'm over here working my ass off Why is it so hard to see? (Why?) If I cut myself, I would bleed (Kill me) I'm just like you, you're like me Imperfect and human, are we? Show and tell I'm on display for all you fuckers to see Show, you tell Harsh words if you don't get a pic with me Buy and sell (Buy and sell me, baby) Like I'm a product to society Art don't sell Unless you fucked every authority You beg and cry for more, and yet I'm on the floor There are strangers takin' pictures of me when I ask "no more" It's really hard for me to say just how I feel I'm scared that I'll get thrown away like a banana peel
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It was raining in New York. Big surprise. Not that Eden minded. In fact, it made her job a little bit easier. More distractions meant easier targets.
Bubblegum pops on her lips as she saunters down the sidewalk, occasionally ducking under or around individuals in the seemingly endless throngs of moving people. Every time she did, she'd swipe anything from cash to subway passes, sometimes the occasional smartphone, too. (quickly powered off, didn't need Find My iPhone taking down her criminal empire.) People were gullible, and she was a klutzy young kid, too self-absorbed to watch where she's damn well going.
Right?
"Whooops! Sorry, dude!" The pink-haired girl yells, jogging backwards to momentarily keep pace with the man she'd just bumped into. A Mock salute, and snap of her gum, and she's off with his wallet, this time.
